She told me not to stop until she said so. I kept kissing and licking and she kept squirming and moaning and telling me what a good boy I was. She fi...ally started breathing very heavy and moaning and telling me dont stop that I was being such a good little boy for her. Finally she collapsed on the bed and told me it was ok to stop. She told me I did a fantastic job and that she had a reward for me. She then told me to lay on my back and be a good little boy. She got on top of me, grabbed my. You think you're too old for me. I don't stand a chance. And with the way I'm working, I'll never meet anybody — not that I want to — I have the man sitting beside me that I want to marry, and he doesn't even know I exist. But I did get his attention when I kissed him in the office. And, he kissed me back. But he hasn't mentioned it or anything since then. But, boy, was it nice.Aloud, Kathy asked, "Would you like for me to talk to her, Bill?" Kathy, I can't ask you to do that. It's her mother's. "You can't wear that! It's indecent!" All thoughts of their agreement about her free choice of clothes were forgotten.Mary's reaction was pretty much what Lindsey had expected, and she had steeled herself for it. "No Mother! That's what's indecent," she replied as she walked over and patted Mary's sagging belly.It was intended to be inflammatory, and it was highly successful. Mary went off, raging about indecency, sin, nudity, and ingratitude of children. Trying not to seem insolent, Lindsey. I moved over to our night stand and grabbed the blindfold I had sitting there. I held it up to show him. ‘…I want you to wear this.’ He sat there looking at me apprehensively. ‘Um..Well..that’s new. I’m not sure Amelia.’ Here was my big strong sexy man looking at the blindfold like I asked him to hold a snake or something. I giggled. ‘Come on babe. It’ll turn me on and it’ll be so sexy. You know you can trust me. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, or do anything you didn’t like.’ I gently.